Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

The return of long missed realities,
Has made the waiting for them...
As crisp as fresh air wished,
By those who had wondered...
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I've got those capitalistic blues.
With a wanting to stretch a dollar...
And a hope that a few pennies found and added,
Will deliver to me that taste of a glazed donut...
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If only I could make each tomorrow that comes,
Less disappointing than those yesterdays now gone...
I would awaken before every dawn,
With a seeking to find that rooster...
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Those who live unpredictable lives...
Speak of wishing to have more control over,
That which changes on a daily basis.
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They think of themselves as worthless.
And they are.
With no value that has been identified.
Or a self evaluation taken.
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Had you ever gone to a zoo,
To specifically observe the animals?
And closely looked into their eyes,
With a feeling they were very intelligent.
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Remember when the truth was spoken,
And...
The people who spoke it dismissed.
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It's not that my problems are 'that' overwhelming,
I can not tackle them to handle.
It's their relatives...
Annoyance and aggravation,
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You wont get them,
With just a wish.
If something's wanted,
You have to get...
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When I did 'do',
The doing done I did...
Was not noticed,
To deeply critique.
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